Driving into an underground car park and I realise I spoke to the attendant with my darkest sunglasses still on. I remark to my daughter that I feel like a right eejit.

Her response?

“It’s okay, Mum. He might think you’re blind.”
“Eh…I hope not.”
“Really?!? I’m driving the car…!”


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